“The orchestral or symphonic music never interested me.”

Flying can be such a claustrophobic experience, it’s nice to open that up a bit with music.

I really discovered the almost transcending power of music. And I think that is why I am so into it.

Even though music is something I travel around doing, it is also a very private thing. A sort of escapism.

When I’m flying, I really like to listen to piano music. Something impressionistic, loud and beautiful.

This time, I wanted to know if I was able to create images with words, with the sound of words.

I don’t have the feeling of being motivated by anger, revenge or frustration.

I think that’s a good thing when the one who is listening, is feeling it in a different way that the one who creates.

The best thing about Berlin was that I got to be surrounded by people who pursue their ideas for themselves.

I learned that music should be fun and should be a way to express yourself, that there aren’t really any rules.

We are all listening with different perspectives. I don’t want to impose my subjectivity to the listener.

I love the conversation between film and music.

The piano and the singing are two equal things to me – maybe not inseparable but very connected. You can say they are like two equal voices.

On the last album, I didn’t want to disturb the melody with too many stories.

It was more from my own relationship with the instruments at this time, figuring out the instrument and then having to learn different pieces that I really got into music.

There was a band very early on in our class, and I played in that band and as a teenager, I continued.

Sometimes I feel like a melody doesn’t have anything to do with me, but it’s just something that comes, is accumulated from me playing on the piano, and then this little creature just appears.

Things happen differently when you’re actually here, so you can’t put out a general guideline that’s gonna show up in text and be interpreted. There are no rules. Just be yourself.

I am very much interested in the so-called useless object. I mean, it takes perfect craftsmanship, beautiful material carefully measured and crafted, but at the same time it’s really useless.

I’m not interested in how things were, or how we ended up where we are now.

I am always interested in the ways of scoring the sound of the poem, especially a poem with long lines.

I want to make sure people are constantly surprised and interested.

I’ve always been interested in films where you can identify with the actors.

It’s a repository for my brain, everything that I could possibly be interested in.

I’m interested in the limits of personality, in the possibility of change, and the saving power of art. Do powerful works of art raise our consciousness to such a degree that we refrain from sliding into moral hazard? Do we take note? Or are we doomed to repetition?